It is 5:29 in the morning and I am sitting on the sofa with my sunny yellow mug filled with coffee and a dash of french vanilla creamer. Shawn and the dog are still sleeping so I have a bit of time to myself. Even though I don’t write as often anymore, I am still up before the sun on most days. I turned 55 last week while I was in Florida. Some of my sister’s friends sang happy birthday to me, there were also cards, cake and a few phone calls from home. I must say it was a little surreal standing in a strangers house having people I really don’t know singing happy birthday to me and giving me hugs. I love hugs! I would rather hug you than shake your hand! The next day my sister and I attended the Hay House writer’s workshop in Orlando at the Omni resort. What a beautiful hotel! Even though the workshop didn’t start until Saturday, I wanted to arrive a day early and relax, have a nice meal and a glass of wine. We went outside after supper to sit by a huge fire next to the pool and we ran into a number of people that were also attending the workshop. It is amazing how quickly like-minded people can bond! We shared stories, laughter and hugs and oh yes a few glasses of wine.
The next morning we are off to the workshop and the energy level was high with anticipation. I, of course, head directly to the book table. I love books! I love the way they smell, the way they feel and the way the little black markings on the page can transport you to another world and allow you to see it through someone else’s heart and mind. Yup, bought my first book in the first five minutes. It was Mike Dooley’s latest book called “Playing the Matrix.” I love his inspirational story and his uplifting writing. Now I am not one to normally have my picture taken with people, I don’t like having my picture taken, but I saw Mike Dooley and I was on him before he even had his table set up and now that I think back to it, I believe my sister zoomed right in front of me and got to him first. Not only is she tiny, but she is fast like a little book ninja. Needless to say the two of us, we are book whores extraordinaire, were like small kids at Christmas. I got a hug from Mike, my picture taken with him and my newly purchased book signed. Turns out Mike was also one of the first speakers at the workshop. Who knew that publishing a book was so complicated or that the road to having a book published is a long one that meanders along a rocky coastline with hidden bays and unexpected treasures. Here is a picture of me, my sister Marg and Mike. I’m the one on the right, the tall sister!
Well, I guess that the last paragraph let the cat out of the bag. Yup, I am writing a book. Let me try that again, OH MY GOD I AM WRITING A BOOK! I don’t want to tell you too much about it at the moment because (a) I want you to buy my book and (b) I am trying to build up some mystery and suspense so you will buy my book. I hope you are laughing, because I am and the bonus is laughter heals! So far I have the title and tagline and a bunch of writing material that needs to be organized, refined, edited and reorganized refined and edited again. I need to do a book proposal, which will take a few months. I have a lot of work to do and I am so excited. This is happening in large part because of all of you who read this blog and have connected with me over the last two years. You listened when I needed someone to talk to. You also gave me feedback and the courage to move forward. I can be brave on my own but when you have hundreds of people cheering you on bravery is taken to a whole new level. I have also decided that I will continue this little blog, my sightly soiled home in cyberspace so to speak, mainly because I still want and need it and all of you in my life. You are my cyber-family! So, if you feel like getting in touch with me, please send an email to email@example.com I would love to hear from you!
I have to tell you a few things about my sister Marg. She has the biggest heart of anyone I know and she is extremely funny. She will be starting her own blog and website soon. I am trying to talk her into making her first blog post on pooping in public! We had some public bathroom trauma at the conference and when she was telling me about her experience I laughed so hard I cried because it was hilarious and yes, we have all had to poop in public at some point in our lives. I would also like to thank my sister Marg for being a cosmic cheerleader in my life and for loving me in a way that only she can! Thanks, Marg, I love you bunches and bunches. So three cosmic cheers for everyone who is brave enough to be themselves and share their story.
Hug lots of people today!!!!!!